Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 118

“Go home,” I interrupt, trying to hide the mild annoyance in my voice—not directed at her, but rather at yet another hitch in the day. “Feel better, Sarah.”

“Thanks, Abby.”

But then, to make matters worse, I’ve barely been in my office for another half hour when Ben, another server, appears in the doorway. He looks just as bad as Sarah.

“Abby, I think I caught…”

“Just go,” I groan, passing my hand over my face. “Try not to get anyone else sick.”

After Ben leaves, I let out a weary sigh and sink further into my chair. Two servers down, a disappointed food critic, and the breakfast rush isn’t even over.

Resigned, I leave the sanctuary of my office, heading back to the floor to help out. That’s when I see Mark and Lisa, two of our employees, locked in a heated argument by the hostess stand.

“He’s stealing my tables!” Lisa exclaims, her eyes shooting daggers at Mark.

“Your tables? You don’t own the floor, Lisa!” Mark retorts.

“Enough!” I interject, my patience wearing thin. “Mark, give Lisa her tables back. Lisa, focus on the guests and not internal squabbles.”

Both nod, mumbling apologies, but the tension lingers in the air after they leave. I watch them go, biting the inside of my cheek, before turning back to the hostess station to see a a man standing there with a clipboard and an official-looking badge on his jacket.

“Good morning,” I say as pleasantly as I can. “How many are dining today?”

“Oh, I’m not dining,” he says with a terse smile, holding his hand out. “I’m Jack Thompson, the health inspector. Mind if I take a look around?”

Of course. The universe still has one more curveball up its sleeve.